"Oh dear," the Director replied.
"Indeed," the Lab Coat Man added.
"Indeed what?" the Director asked.
"Nothing," the Lab Coat Man muttered, turning away.
"I see you don"t know, then," the Director said.
"Know what?" Denny asked.
The Manager swung his hands apart and then together in loud clap.
"They"re right outside."
"Who?" asked the Lab Coat Man.
"All of them. Justin, Julia, Tom, Alona, Ritchie, Betty..."
"Outside?"
"Nearing the front doors as we speak."
Denny muttered a curse, stood up, tossed his cigarette to the floor, and crushed it under his foot.
"Get Kurt," he said to the Lab Coat Man, "Neoldner, anybody.
Extra-Short Notice Emergency Meeting, or whatever the h.e.l.l Forrester would call it. Whoever"s available. No, I take that back. Whoever"s available and sober."
"That leaves out Rhonda, then," the Lab Coat Man sighed.
"But what could they do?" asked the Director. "We"ve got almost the entire town on our side."
"Why do you think we take new recruits by surprise? It comes down to willpower. A willing or unsuspecting subject is a lot easier to move than someone who"s fighting you. You"d have known that if you"d bother to read what we sent you!"
"I financed what I could, gave us a place to work, but I left it up to Forrester to --"
"Never mind," Denny said. "Let"s get up there before anything else happens." He brushed past the Director and the Lab Coat Man, past open cardboard boxes that contained their extra supplies, including clipboards, paper, and lab coats still wrapped in plastic.
28. Breaking the Law "As far as the laws of mathematics refer to reality, they are not certain; and as far as they are certain, they do not refer to reality."
-- Albert Einstein
"Where"s Julia?" Uncle Justin asked. Tom"s hand had just reached the door of the theater, and everyone looked around.
"I thought she was behind me," Betty said.
"Did you see her?" Tom asked Alona, thankful for the excuse to gaze into her eyes.
"No," she replied, gazing back.
They heard footsteps, and Julia came jogging up to them from around the theater.
"Where have you been?" asked Uncle Justin, the concern evident in his voice.
"Thinking," she replied, brushing the hair out of her eyes.
"Couldn"t you do that without waiting behind?"
"Like you should talk," Julia mumbled to herself.
The rest of the group began looking around at the other shops on the street. For some reason, they were all closed. Traffic had dwindled down to nothing. The street-lights had come on early, revealing a deserted town.
"We"d better hurry," Ritchie said. "Is the door open?"
"I think so," Tom replied, reaching for the door again.
"Wait," Julia said. "That"s what I wanted to say. Something is wrong."
"What?" they asked.
"I don"t know."
They stared at her for a moment, trying to figure out if she was being serious. "Did you see something?" Uncle Justin asked, wondering if there was some danger that he had missed.
"No, that"s just it. There"s something wrong here. And it"s more than this conspiracy."
"That may be," Ritchie began, "but right now we have to see what they"re up to and where Kurt is. Try the door, Tom."
"But --" Julia began.
Tom pulled at the door, which swung silently open. The lights were on, but the lobby was deserted. A large sign rested on an easel announced the films of the evening. Tom walked up to it and gave it a kick, toppling the stand and sending the sign into the corner.
"That"s theater property," said the Director, somehow stepping out from behind the concession counter.
"It"s the Manager!" Tom said.
"No, not the Manager. I"m the Director. I have been for some time."
"Why doesn"t he have a name?" muttered Julia to no one but herself.
"You"ve been directing this outfit?" Ritchie asked.
"About as well as Ed Wood," Tom scoffed.
The Director reddened.
"Hold on, let"s remember why we"re here," Justin began.